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Everyone is nothing more than a shadow of what they once were. Every time you do something for them, they never return the favor. You give them a ride somewhere, they say they'll return the favor. But then they don't only because they don't know how to get to your house. An empty promise . . .
They cause you heartache, and soon you will become cold as stone. And once you find a real true friend, you won't be able to open your heart all the way. In the end, no one has friends. emo
 GojakInucrawler · Thu Oct 25, 2007 @ 10:11am · 2 Comments |
